letra de the following story... (a midnight pursuit) - allone (usa)
battened hatches foreclosed
battered homes riddled with alcoholism
beggars battle for clothes in an
abysmal neighbourhood with
cabot grove syndrome
this will act as the backdrop
given to this narrative which
a providence native named dave is starring in
a martial arts event wanted him in nyc
so south bronx it is
he’s walking in a part of town whose
blocks emit an ambiance that is ominous
to get to his lodging from the conference he was talking in he isn’t an ounce racist
but his paler pallor makes his
out of place status obvious
as every scowling countenance
he’s encountered has had darker skin
an oppressed twilight lit aggressive environment
he perceives forthwith so he proceeds
forth with cautions
his radar gets the guarded alarm
a stranger’s following him
and a provocative powerful panic prompts his nausea
as he feels how the field mouse that sees the hawk does
dave is terrified of the situation
but not “petrified” as they say by its grim implications
thus he quickens his pace a little bit (prays)
give him his praise, hoping he isn’t his prey
this isn’t the place!
adrenaline is in play
the hair on the nape of his neck has been raised
he continuously fancies to feign
a stretch in attempts to catch
inconspicuous glances
out of the corner of his eye of his advancing -ssailant…
he can’t be sure if morbid in design
but his pernicious pursuer is a veritable formidable giant! of course this is inciting thoughts of his daughter and his wife. torturing his mind he grapples with his horror and his fright is this prejudice, cowardice, or precaution and insight? friends offered him a kindly ride
warned him of this time of night, by the by he’s bordering a blinding bias boiling down to binding frightening “fight or flight”
needing to sedate of all this tension
he figures if he changes direction
he’d gauge if this presence
is aiming to get him
engagement is dreaded…
surprised by his wish that he came with a weapon
(or maybe mace for the menace.)
he turns to cross an intersection
imagination havoc, mayhem, hectic
like the b-tterflies in his midsection
the awful brute behind him also alters his route
follows suit so continues our pursuit
dave shudders as his predator shouts after him
(hey!) evidently endeavoring to capture him
he thinks of everything he’s got to lose
the guy tries to catch up (or more like catch dave)
preemptive, reflexive, he tenses
defensive, the training of senseis
he can sense a heightened zen state instated
hence david fast he spun around
finding goliath towered over him his hand thrusting out
dave jumped back waiting for a handgun to sound
the guy goes
“yo man, i just found this
saw it land on the ground..
here’s your wallet, you should watch it
this is a bad part of town!”
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